Besides my wife, there are very few things that I can say are a sight for sore eyes. Thos. Moser’s ridiculously elegant interpretation of a Shaker classic puts me in a trance every time I see it pictured in their catalog. I find myself wiping away tears as I turn the next page. This past summer, I grabbed this photo of the real deal while visiting the Moser furniture showroom in Freeport, Me. After 15 minutes of absorbing every inch of this piece inside and out, my wife finally grabbed my arm to pull me away. Nooo!

I’ve been tearing up over Tom Moser’s work for more than three decades now. I have all the furniture books written by Tom Moser, I’ve made the pilgrimage to his Auburn, Me. workshop three times, I’ve built a roomful of tables from his published shop drawings, took part in his company’s recent marketing research study, and my mother still sends old-school news clippings in the mail when the Portland paper writes another Thos. Moser story.

What can I say other than the Moser family’s body of work, loyal dedication to craft, and flawless execution provides me with endless inspiration.